Ashland High School - Rogue Yearbook (Ashland, OR)

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Ah,--there's the reason. Here comes the fiery-eyed mistress herself- 'tis none other than Jessie Guthrie, followed by Orla VVilson, meekly wheel- ing the curse of Aesopia, the mistress' pet Fox Terrier pup, Sweet Ange- line, and feeding him picked morsels of sweetmeats-at least Sweet Ange- line got most of them. Strolling into the building they passed Margaret Campbell, who was sternly rebuked for tying the cat's tail into knots, much to its displeasure. The building was large and held many people, mostly strangers. There were some however who were not, and of these we must take note. Among those present were: Clara VVill, private secretary to the mistress, fer- vently hoping her mind will last a few weeks more that she may elope with Frederick Johnsong the brilliant attendant of Sweet Angeline, Mildred Wilcox, who kept the books for the Home, assisted by Inez Bryant, that is when she was not in a furious game of checkers with Rachel Hurst, Harry Evans was also there, struggling mightily with an electric baby's rattle, on which he had spent all his time, money, and mind, and who therefore had gratefully accepted the kind advice of Karl Dyrud, whom he accom- panied to the Aesopian Home, where Karl was Janitor and cook's helper. The cook, however, was the favorite of the town. The town consisted mainly of doctors, all busy due to the cook's efforts to prepare sustenance for the Aesopianites. On seeing Dorothy Lamson as cook the shock was so great that the Magic Crystal cracked, and all was hazy thereafter, though still clear enough to see many other strange events. The scene next shifted to far away India, where Sahib Donald VVright, missionary to the heathens of north India, was using all his vocal'powers to prevent Marshal Barber from kidnapping Katherine Parsons, the adopted daughter of the Rajah of Nepal, and thereby precipitating a bloody war. He had sent Dimple Slack to the Rajah to warn him, that he might stop this sacrilege, but she had met Grover Leach, who had sworn he would not return home till he had bagged a saber-toothed tiger, and they started immediately for New York. On reaching Calcutta they went to the Ameri- can Relief to rest up, and learned that it was owned and managed by Frances Pratt and Katherine Pratt, who advised them to sail on the steamer Peace Haven for it was captained by Clem Clark. They quickly decided upon this course and started for the offices of the White Star Steamship Company to purchase passage home. On the way Williams, the American Ambassador to India, and his secretary, Margaret they were suddenly gripped by the shoulders, and turned to meet Amos Blaker. After anxiously inquiring the news of the troubles of Sahib VVright, he conducted them to the ticket oflices, where Violet Wilton sold them six first-class tickets instead of two second-class, as they were 'just too happy for wordsl' They were gladly welcomed aboard the 'Peace Haven' by Clem Clark, who explained that the accommodations were not the very best, as it took all his earnings to replace the various utensils he necessarily dodged in his homey arguments with Mrs. Clark. He said he guessed the climate didn't suit her. Thus were passing events in India. High in the business world were some. Hugh Bates was the highest, oc- cupying the ofiices on the forty-fifth floor of the Modern office building in the city of New York. He was chief radio operator of the International News Syndicate, and therefore he did nothing but read the news while Laura Prescott received it and Paul Wagner delivered it. Lower in the same building were the offices of Hazen 8: Hazen, aeroplane mechanicians. They owned a thriving business, keeping in repair all the

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Senior Prophecy OME Ye all and listen to the passing of events, for such is this reve- lation. The future events of a sturdy race, as recorded in the Book of Time, and disclosed to me in a manner strange as was the purpose, for I was bid therein to disclose all before Ye, that Ye may judge and hearken. It all befell as follows: While I lay upon my couch, mindfully recording all the glory years of utmost labor had bestowed upon me, I fell to sleeping, and I dreamed a dream, one guided through the Hall of History by the Muses of Time. And thus I dreamed:- I rested easily upon my bed of skins, high upon the sides of Mount Blanc. It was a quiet and a peaceful home, and one well suited to my peace of mind. It was a lit place for me and my beloved-, but who can this be coming here, and what does any person want in this long forgotten valley. White-haired he was and bent. His brow was wrinkled as with many troublesome cares, and slow his step and weary, as tho heavily over- burden where I waited. He greeted me as one whom he knew, tho I remembered not such broken countenances, and he told me of his mission. Hearas he said, of one who lived along with those he loved most dear, away upon Mt. Blanc, and float- ing a strange banner of blood red and purest white, he came, in hopes of meeting one on whom he could unload the burden of his mind. I asked what had caused him such worries, to which he replied, that years ago, while young and careless, he had become advisor for a class of Seniors. Then it seemed but steady worry but yet the cause of his present wrecked condition, and great was my surprise to learn it was Mr. Hughes the Coach, as he was called in days gone by. He told me of many troubles which cannot be recorded here, and then he rose to go, but turning he gave to me a wondrous crystal, a Magic Crystal as he called it, the invention of which had caused him much labor. Tl1is crystal showed what was happening to whomever one wished to know about. I thanked him greatly ere he left, and led him to an easy descent of the Mountain. Then I returned quickly to the Magic Crystal, with mind intent upon that class which had driven a good man mad. I naturally started with the President, and then the Magic Crystal took me on thru all the class. Thus was I occupied for many hours, and many and strange were the tales told by that Magic Crystal. These same will I disclose to you. The opening view within this wondrous Crystal showed a mighty Base- ball game, and truly a great game it was. The VVest was fighting hard for its victory over the East, and right manfully was Charles Rush pitching famous ball for the noble West. Renowned he was in his city, and greatly respected by all. Already he had reached a noble pinnacle, for he was mayor, and greater still, he was the favorite of the majority for the presi- dency of the Aesopian Home for the mentally overworked, a prized ofiice, and one for which all strove. Another player on this Western team was Lisle VVentner. He was also the renowned editor of the City Housewife, the favorite paper of the mis- tress of the Aesopian Home. This paper to the Aesopian Home he insisted on delivering himself, and some even said he spent most of his time there, out Why?

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commercial planes of Mildred Beeson and Flora Green, who were rivals for the stupendous trade between London and European points and Ash- land. Ethel Hazen was chief pilot and mechanician for the Green London to Ashland Limited, and ruled with an iron hand, according to Lloyd Bell, pilot's assistant and general handy man of the company. Edith Ha- zen usually headed the Beeson American Commercial Syndicate, and al- lowed the employees of this company much more freedom than did her sister. However it was only by the united co-operation of the entire Hazen 85 Hazen Company that the two rival commercial companies were kept out of court, where it was said that Paul Koehler, who desired to see the old times return, and loved not the new, was extremely severe. In the scientific world was William Briggs, the patentee of a new and marvelous electric signboard, whereby he claimed to be able to flash upon the sky, that all the world might see, anything from want-ads to fashion plates. This was such a powerful means of advertising that Gertrude Brown immediately applied for rights reserved for advertising throughout the world her popular beauty parlors, known the country over as Brown's Forget-me-not,-fand they never do.l The literary world also has its quota of noted persons, for here we saw Dan Bowerman, popular writer of dime novels and editorials, with now and then a. sonnet to Carmen Rose. These were masterpieces and much time and care was spent on the subject. These sonnets were quickly answered by Carmen Rose, with a Satire on Love. The works ot these two famous authors are much sought by the public, but all copyrights are reserved by the Ashland Tidings, owned, edited, and operated by Mildred Stevens, with the help of the radio operated printing machinery, which does all work mechanically and merely needs a helper to oil its joints, and keep it supplied with ink, which position is filled by Theodore Lock- hart. The remaining members it appeared, were all together. Grace Bowman, Clara McDonough and Ruth Purdy had founded a society for zoological research, and were in central Africa looking up all the strange animals and birds they could find for the Vvashington Zoological Gardens. They were trying especially hard to find the renowned Missing Link, and thought at one time that they had discovered it, but were disappointed to find that it was only Glenn Hill, who had been shipwrecked years before and forced to become king of a wild native tribe, until he could escape to civilized parts. They nobly rescued him, for which service he showed them a vast store of ancient fossils, near which they stayed a year, picking their speci- mens to take home. Thus ended the revelations of the Magic Crystal. It commanded that I disclose to Ye the contents thereof, and then with a crash it was shat- tered, and I lay down with my beloved companions, my goats, to rest out my life in sweet silence. And then I awoke, and remembered what I was commanded, so hearken hereto, and know what is before Ye, as recorded and given to me by the Muses of Time and of Knowledge. FRANK NELSON '23. f -